From my blog; "Event #6; Deeper...", this was from 2 deep long tokes of 10x extract, sorry for the length;
Hadn’t felt too inspired over the last week, in fact I started to think perhaps all that was experienced from the Salvia so far had just been from it being a novelty, and now, the novelty had worn off maybe. On Thursday night B and I did have some things in common in our dreams; seeing dolphin fins, taking pictures, being at some kind of carnival with large amounts of people, many of them family. You never know with that kind of stuff though; was it something special. Was it just normal…?
The malaise made me think I had reached a point where the level I had reached before wasn’t as inspiring as when I first started, or maybe it was that the effect of the Sativa was just too sedating. Apart from not bothering anymore, I wondered what I could do to make it seem like this project would be worth continuing. I guess I could reduce the THC intoxication, I guess I could increase the Salvia dosage.
Last night I did both; do the Salvia about an hour after the Sativa, before getting into too stoned territory. Then, even when it felt like the Salvia was coming on strong after inhalation number one, proceed with inhalation number two. No surprise then that the result was a far more intense experience than any of that felt so far. Of course it would be difficult to describe exactly what that means, I cant say that anything I have read would be an accurate description of what I felt but at the same time now I can see what they mean…
The idea is that in Her space, time gets slowed down so much that things seem a whole lot more different. You can see that anything that appears solid is in fact like a cloud of molecules, something that looks like a galaxy. You would think that something that looked so big – like a galaxy – would be difficult to see moving, and so the disconnect between seeing it as a solid, and seeing it as what it really is. What makes it possible to do though, to see something as a solid, involves how your brain processes what it perceives, it perceives it as moving a lot faster, and so you see it as a solid instead of as a floating collection of molecules, stars and planets – whatever.
When you can see yourself this way, it’s easy to see you are like a pattern in the dust, a 3D pattern in the dust. What holds the dust together I guess is like the essence of you, but you can imagine how it moves is affected by external factors as well. You could spend quite a bit of time going into what those things might be, but in this example it comes down to being affected like the wind affects dust in everyday normal reality. The point is, it is possible.
The rest of the experience is sort of like a recovery from that realization, you have reached a point where time has stopped, you can examine material reality as a collection of galaxies within galaxies, on and on ad infinitum. The next impression is like watching time reclaim it’s place in the great scheme of things. You move from a timeless place into places where time starts to have an incrementally increasing relevance. It’s like watching the universe start up again, galaxies resuming with their cosmic interplay. We were listening to Shamanic Dream, and time reclaimed it’s place alongside the gentle chants of the music.
I thought that this is what enlightenment must feel like. It felt like the point where I was at was the same place that would make dreams other lives that I could live. It would make it possible for me to experience a lifetimes worth of existence as anything other than myself. In this place you would continue into another life – there would be no such thing as complete death. An idea came to mind that it was being able to reach this place that would make it possible to exist beyond 2012, or maybe, this is where you would get if you existed beyond 2012.
As galaxies resumed their perceived solidity, and began to exist as they had once before, as suns and planets returned to being just molecules, their orbits and ecliptic patterns began to manifest once more as just everyday reality. “Just”… “Just” no more. Outside a group of youngsters passed and laughed merrily. The event coincided nicely with returning from where I had been at, it was perfectly timed with my realizations and the reconstruction of reality. It felt like a sacred acknowledgment, like a rewarding welcome back here again.
Hadn’t felt too inspired over the last week, in fact I started to think perhaps all that was experienced from the Salvia so far had just been from it being a novelty, and now, the novelty had worn off maybe. On Thursday night B and I did have some things in common in our dreams; seeing dolphin fins, taking pictures, being at some kind of carnival with large amounts of people, many of them family. You never know with that kind of stuff though; was it something special. Was it just normal…?
The malaise made me think I had reached a point where the level I had reached before wasn’t as inspiring as when I first started, or maybe it was that the effect of the Sativa was just too sedating. Apart from not bothering anymore, I wondered what I could do to make it seem like this project would be worth continuing. I guess I could reduce the THC intoxication, I guess I could increase the Salvia dosage.
Last night I did both; do the Salvia about an hour after the Sativa, before getting into too stoned territory. Then, even when it felt like the Salvia was coming on strong after inhalation number one, proceed with inhalation number two. No surprise then that the result was a far more intense experience than any of that felt so far. Of course it would be difficult to describe exactly what that means, I cant say that anything I have read would be an accurate description of what I felt but at the same time now I can see what they mean…
The idea is that in Her space, time gets slowed down so much that things seem a whole lot more different. You can see that anything that appears solid is in fact like a cloud of molecules, something that looks like a galaxy. You would think that something that looked so big – like a galaxy – would be difficult to see moving, and so the disconnect between seeing it as a solid, and seeing it as what it really is. What makes it possible to do though, to see something as a solid, involves how your brain processes what it perceives, it perceives it as moving a lot faster, and so you see it as a solid instead of as a floating collection of molecules, stars and planets – whatever.
When you can see yourself this way, it’s easy to see you are like a pattern in the dust, a 3D pattern in the dust. What holds the dust together I guess is like the essence of you, but you can imagine how it moves is affected by external factors as well. You could spend quite a bit of time going into what those things might be, but in this example it comes down to being affected like the wind affects dust in everyday normal reality. The point is, it is possible.
The rest of the experience is sort of like a recovery from that realization, you have reached a point where time has stopped, you can examine material reality as a collection of galaxies within galaxies, on and on ad infinitum. The next impression is like watching time reclaim it’s place in the great scheme of things. You move from a timeless place into places where time starts to have an incrementally increasing relevance. It’s like watching the universe start up again, galaxies resuming with their cosmic interplay. We were listening to Shamanic Dream, and time reclaimed it’s place alongside the gentle chants of the music.
I thought that this is what enlightenment must feel like. It felt like the point where I was at was the same place that would make dreams other lives that I could live. It would make it possible for me to experience a lifetimes worth of existence as anything other than myself. In this place you would continue into another life – there would be no such thing as complete death. An idea came to mind that it was being able to reach this place that would make it possible to exist beyond 2012, or maybe, this is where you would get if you existed beyond 2012.
As galaxies resumed their perceived solidity, and began to exist as they had once before, as suns and planets returned to being just molecules, their orbits and ecliptic patterns began to manifest once more as just everyday reality. “Just”… “Just” no more. Outside a group of youngsters passed and laughed merrily. The event coincided nicely with returning from where I had been at, it was perfectly timed with my realizations and the reconstruction of reality. It felt like a sacred acknowledgment, like a rewarding welcome back here again.
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Re: trip report, the reconstruction of time.
Mon, March 3, 2008 - 8:00 PMThanks for sharing. I understand this feeling too :)
